you will never know what is in my veins, so won't you say goodnight so i can say goodbye?

i'm trying, i'm trying to sleep, but i can't, but i can't when you all have guns for hands, yeah.

i go up, up, up, up, up to the ceiling then i feel my soul start leaving like an old man's hair receding.

have you ever done that when you squint your eyes, and your eyelashes make it look a little not right and then when just enough light comes from just the right side and you find you're not who supposed to be?

let's take this a second at a time, let's take this one song, this one rhyme.

introspection is the name of this session, spread this infection, reflect it on the next one the next one, the next one and when we're done we'll all have made something new under the sun.

taken for granted, trust is damaged and now we panic, livin' empty handed, livin' lives like we can manage.

impostor, been fostered, then my new father drained my dirty blood.

they will play a game and say they know what you're going through and i'll try to come up with an artistic way to say they don't know you. and neither do i.

please, remember me i am supposed to be king of a kingdom or swinging on a swing, something happened to my imagination, the situations becoming dire my tree house is on fire and for some reason i have gas on my hands.

copy and paste caught me, and copy, better rhymes bother me.

nobody dreams when they blink, think things on the brink of blasphemy.

the solution is, i see a whole room of these mutant kids fused at the wrist, i simply tell them they should shoot at this.

nobody thinks what you think, no one.

pointless curses, nonsense verses. you'll see purpose start to surface.

i want to know you, i want to see, i want to say hello.

i'm trying, i'm trying to sleep.

we're going too fast, fast, save us.

i remember when my brother and other kids from neighboring houses would get together, i'd ride my bike and my brother would ride his.

let's take this a second at a time, let's take this one song, this one rhyme.

paint something, and it might be wordless.

so won't you say goodnight so i can say goodbye?

you see rain.

i fought it alot and it seems like flesh is all i got.

no music, and i can talk about anything.

taking time in a simple place in my bed where my head rests on a pillowcase and it's said that a wars led but i forget that i let another day go by.

you will never know what's behind my skull, so won't you say goodnight so i can say goodbye?

i'm trying, i'm trying to sleep.

i'm my catastrophe at my kitchen sink. you don't know what that means. because a kitchen sink to you is not a kitchen sink to me, okay friend?

you're an angel fallen down, won't you tell us of the clouds?

so bold and fearless in the risks we'd take laugh in the face of gravity as its laws we'd break on our trampolines so high, we'd reach for the sky. but i do not look up anymore and i don't know why.

but do i want to say goodbye to all the glowing eyes?

today-day i wanna go away-way, 'cause things are too fast now, i wanna be in slowtown.

some see a pen, i see a harpoon.

they will play a game and say they know what you're going through and i'll try to come up with an artistic way to say they don't know you. and neither do i.

seas are now just growing near to me.

let's go outside and all join hands, but until then you'll never understand.

i'm not done, i'm not done yet, no kick me off the stage and take my microphone.

copy and paste caught me, and copy, better rhymes bother me.

i'm trying, i'm trying to sleep, but i can't, but i can't when you all have guns for hands, yeah.

won't you go to someone else's dreams? won't you go to someone else's head? haven't you taken enough from me? won't you torture someone else's sleep?

whether or not it's worthwhile, it's based on who's listening.

sometimes, quiet is violent.

i know what you think in the morning when the sun shines on the ground, and shows what you have done.

time gains momentum in the moment when i'm living in 'em, i'm winning a momentary sinning a moment passing after.

entertain my faith.

'cause when the sun sets it upsets what's left of my invested interest interested in putting my fingers to my head.

and you will never know what i believe, so won't you say goodnight so i can say goodbye?

leave me alone, leave me alone.

copy and paste caught me, and copy, better rhymes bother me.